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Respectfully, I disagree. These sort of comments stir up something deep inside me. And I can not stay silent. This is the opposite of real. Just some guy? Nah. You’re only just some guy if you don’t believe in yourself. Every human, every guy and gal, is precious β€” created in

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β€œWe hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ

β€œWe hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ
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Jash Dholani The point of self reflection is not always to optimize performance, it’s to find meaning in the things we often do without thinking. It is to be human instead of robotic.

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You know what's crazy? All those years staring at closed doors, waiting for someone to open them. The whole time, you were waiting on yourself. The whole time, that someone was you 🫡 What were you waiting for? You paced those hallways, checked your watch, wondered why no

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β€œCertainly friendship calls for an understanding, but not of the kind in which the one always knows what the other is going to say, no indeed, what it needs is that the one never knows what the other is going to say.” β€” Soren Kierkegaard

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β€œAnd when the sun closes its searching eye, when the history is over, not only will I wrap myself in my cloak but I will throw the night around me like a veil and I will come to you – I will listen as the savage listens – not for footsteps but for the beating of your heart.” β€”

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If I could, I’d help everyone in the world with whatever they needβ€”even the haters. Money, friendship, a second chanceβ€”whatever it takes. Just because I’m only human with limited time doesn’t mean I don’t wish I could do more. I wanted to put that out there. Life can be tough

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If you don’t have clarity, you will never change. How can you change when you don’t know what needs to change? How can you move forward when you’re not even sure if change is the right choice? The reason you’re stuck in indecision is simple: you’re afraid of clarity. Because

If you don’t have clarity, you will never change.

How can you change when you don’t know what needs to change?
How can you move forward when you’re not even sure if change is the right choice?

The reason you’re stuck in indecision is simple: you’re afraid of clarity.

Because
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The seasons are not only outside usβ€”they are within. As the snow falls, it mirrors the frost that settles in the soul, and yet we press against it, breathing warmth into the cold. To be human is to wrestle with nature. We do not hide like the bear; instead, we take up the snow

The seasons are not only outside usβ€”they are within. As the snow falls, it mirrors the frost that settles in the soul, and yet we press against it, breathing warmth into the cold.

To be human is to wrestle with nature. 

We do not hide like the bear; instead, we take up the snow
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Speaking your truth matters most when no one agrees, and even more so when no one cares to listen, for it is essential not for something else, but for itself.

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There was a man who sailed to distant shores, drawn by rumors of diamonds. In his world, diamonds were everythingβ€”brilliant, eternal, desired. To him, this journey was not a choice but a necessity, a compulsion. The promise of riches lay just beyond the horizon, and he could not

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β€œPeople understand me so little that they fail even to understand my complaints that they do not understand me.” β€” Soren Kierkegaard, Papers & Journals

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β€œPerhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke

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Perhaps one day humans will become multi-planetary travelers, discovering the universe's furthest galaxies. But until then, I remain like the distant stars we cannot see: mysterious and misunderstood. And just as stars hold their beauty not only in their brilliance but in their